1 and half a year has passed,
I recovered from what seem a tragic love life of mine. They say first love would'nt work out and stayed for long, I dont know the reason why but they said its true and I guess they were true that this first is complicated.
I may be that idiot at first time but now I've change.
The impact of those bad memories are'nt that bad at all to me. It makes you stronger that no one could broke you down. That no one can enter your heart because you put the metal barrecade to draw the boundaries.
You hide all the emotions that before you always wear and now you lost it in the darkness.
I let myself cornered by darkness and let it ruled me.
From the moment you broke my heart the darkness controlled me. I was angry and no cognizance at all. I turned into someone -- monster.
From the days left I ignored people around me.
I change my styles all of it that reminds me of you giving a good complements. Making you say those sweet words rumbled my heart. I may not supposed to be inlove with someone like you who must date pretty women and sexy but I still thought that I am grateful you choose me.
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Why single?
Non-FictionA life full of mediocre instill by the darkness ----- fear of being complicated in all matters precisely uncompatible to the world of sociality. Being the outcast yet you let yourself blinded of wicked.
